Frequently Asked Questions
What is this place?
We are a creative reuse center. We take in donations of things that
businesses and folks don't want any more. Then we clean all those things up
and offer them for sale.
Who would want all of this stuff?
More people than you can imagine. There is no limit to the creativity in the arts
and crafting communities, and that creativity is fueled by ready access to high
quality materials in sufficient quantity and at great prices. And, until the artists
and materials find each other at the Texas Art Asylum, we are happy to clear
them out of your way.
Where is your store/donation center?
We are conveniently located in the EaDo area, just east of downtown, at 1719
Live Oak, Houston, Texas 77003.
Are my donations tax deductible?
Yes! Donations by individuals are tax deductible through our nonprofit
affiliate, the Center for Recycled Art (CRA).
When do you accept donations?
We typically accept donations the first and last weeks of the month. In
between, we do not accept donations so we can attempt to get caught up on
the previous weeks' donations. Please humor us if our donations page says we
are not accepting donations, even if it is the first or last week of the month. We
are dancing as fast as we can!
Can I sell you/trade some of my junk for some of your junk?
Sadly, no. We need to pay the rent, and our landlord doesn't accept junk yet.
Do you have/will you take ... ?
The answer to this question is always changing. The best thing to do is call or
email and ask!
Can I get a refund for my class registration? I signed up, but
now I can't make it.
Because our class sizes are limited and we have to guarantee a certain
number to our teachers, registrations are non-refundable. With seven days
notice, we can transfer your registration to a future class. If you have a last
minute conflict, you may transfer your registration to a friend and let that
person attend in your place.
Are you two related/sisters/mother & daughter?
No./God, no./I'm going to punch you.
Who are the old people in that picture?
That's my great grandfather, Papa Metz, looking very, very happy, while his
poor second wife is looking much less happy. In addition to being named
Fanny, she had plenty more to be unhappy about.